Forrest Gump Chocolate Box Quote Novels & Stories

The way he talked to me today after the meeting, those words that he will keep an eye on me still made me feel heaviness in my heart. Adam’s voice broke my trance. He said ‘Miss Beatrix, are you ok?’ I replied ‘Yes I am ok, I am sorry I got lost in my thoughts, it has been an eventful day’ ‘It is just the beginning Beasty’ he leaned towards me and opened the glove box, retreating Chocolate M&Ms. ‘Here you go, your favourites’ he smiled and gave me the chocolate pack. Oh my, they are my favourite, how does he know. Thousands of thoughts circled my head.

I closed my eyes to relish the taste of chocolates and to make him jealous. "It is just... umm... I don't have words. I have never eaten something so delicious thing ever before" I opened my eyes to see greed in the eyes of both the boys. Does the big boy also want chocolates? His adam apple moved as he gulped and averted his eyes. "It is looking so tempting," he said while his eyes were stuck on the box of chocolate. "Believe me pumpkin it is one of the best chocolate that I have ever had" "Bambi have you never read in moral science that Sharing is Caring"

I roll it this time "What do I need it for?' He lets out a dramatic sigh "Communicating. Like to your Aunt for example—" All three of them turn to look at him there, Ber glaring, Mel shaking his head and Cream… Well, he looks like him as Coco says with a laugh "Oh, yeah. Eish, maybe not her—" I sigh, placing the box on the table "I can't believe I forgot about my Aunt" Chocolate puts his hands around my neck "Maybe it's for the best baby" "What—"

I said. Val took the box of chocolate in front of her. She opened it and threw one in her mouth. “I don’t think she needs that anyways”Val said as she chews her chocolate. I didn’t understand her reason for saying that. I asked, “Why do you say that?”.

“ guess who has a present!!’ Jose said as he hops in, rocking back and forth, , once more I find myself dazed by his charisma. “ bling bling, mysterious love” he said , as he dropped a box on my table, my belly knotted at the sight of a ribbon wrapped box, what does Axel have for me this time?, looking at the dark room ahead then back at the box before me asher, must be seeing this, “ hm jose can you do me a favor, ?” “ anything for you bonita”

“We’ll leave when you’re in school. We think it would be easier that way.” “Oh, right,” I tittered. “It's better that way.” “Well…” Ashley grinned. “A black 1970 Ford Capri is waiting outside to take you to school.” “But…” my mom interjected. “You have to finish your breakfast and open the gift from yesterday before you go.” I stared at the tiny gift box I was unable to open the previous day because Anthony Gordon invaded my mind. “What’s in the box?” I asked. “You have to open it to find out,” my dad grinned.

I even lifted my hands to do air quotes around the word “little.” She laughed lightly, her face lighting up with amusement. “Oh, sweetheart, I didn’t think it was that big,” she said, as if the enormous box wasn’t taking up half the space in the room. “I just wanted to get you something special.” I blinked at the box again, unable to stop myself from muttering, “Your idea of little is… something else.” Theo chuckled beside me, though his hand stayed firmly on my knee. “Mother always has a flair for the dramatic,” he said smoothly, though his voice held a faint edge.

All that progress, all those hours of therapy and self-reflection, and she could still reduce me to that angry, defensive teenager with just a few well-placed criticisms. The sound of someone clearing their throat behind me made me turn, and I couldn't help but smile when I saw Pop Pop climbing through the roof access with grace that didn’t fit his seventy-three years. He was carrying what looked like a bundle of blankets under one arm and a familiar box from the fancy chocolate shop downtown in his other hand. "What are you doing up here, old man?" I asked, fondly. "Thought you might need some company," he said, settling down beside me with a slight grunt. "And I brought reinforcements." He

He's not inside it like I thought, but outside holding a box. I reach out to get it but retreat them. What gave me the audacity to think that Archer would get something for me? "No, it's for you. I've got you your favourite chocolates. I still remember." Tears aren't welling up in my eyes. No they aren't. I collect the rather heavy box. It's the same chocolate I've loved since. He actually remembered. "You remembered." "Yeah. I did. Anything for you." I reach out to him and hug him. It's not expected, but it sure is nice. Archer is so comfortable. He hugs me back immediately, his broad shoulders almost swallowing my whole body.

“Thank you for the chocolate, Uncle.” He widened his eyes. “Not uncle. Grandpa.” No matter how much he wanted to present himself as a good man, I didn’t like him. He acted however he pleased. “Miles, Mom said you can’t just accept things from other people like that.” “But Mom, this is a gift because I managed to guess grandpa’s question,” sadness filling both of his eyes. I felt an overwhelming surge of sadness that left me unable to say anything more. I couldn’t even push the box of chocolates away, because it would shatter his happiness.